Saturday, February 19, 2011

Thoughts upon a Stump

I know not when the seed did fallUpon this soft and fertile earth,When God sent rain and sun to blessThe one to whom He’d given birth.I wish I could have known you then,When high above the earth’s soft crustYour gentle arms reached to the skyAnd earned through strength the eagles’ trust.And how I wish I could have seenYou stand up to the wind and rain;You gathered strength from every testAnd turned each loss instead to gain.But now your glory’s come and gone,And now the people pass you by;A stump they see upon the ground,Not one who used to touch the sky.And when I bent and wrinkled be,And others seem to pass me by,Remember then this lofty treeAnd know I too once touched the sky.

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